The yard is full of the breath of life, and the first creatures born in the world are not Eden, it is an ancient and great place than Eden. It was once the end of everything, but it eventually became the beginning of everything.

Nan Ao opened his arms and stretched his waist. Since he felt the changes in the world, he felt that the breath in his body became more and more active, and no matter which force was growing rapidly. Here, even a breath of air was comparable to injecting an enhancement potion outside.

Nan'ao has no doubt about the statement of the fountain of life. In this environment, it is probably normal to give birth to the fountain of life that will make people immortal.

This is a real fairyland. Although it may not necessarily have many mysteries like the fairyland in China, it is definitely not a place that belongs to mortals.

Nan Ao looked around curiously, there were still mountains and forests, but each place seemed extremely mysterious and had a certain rhythm.

However, after those rhythms, Nan Ao felt more aura, just like them, the aura of the strong man from the human world.

Such a place has indeed attracted most of the strong men on the earth. In fact, after really setting foot here and taking the first breath of air, Nan Ao knew that no strong man could refuse this place.

However, among these many auras, Nan Ao suddenly felt some auras like wild beasts, dangerous and ferocious, but these auras seemed to be coming towards them.

These auras seem to target them.

Nan'ao's brows were slightly locked, and he led Constantine and the other two forwards. He wanted to see who they were, and after experiencing things outside, he dared to provoke them.

The four of them walked slowly to get here. Even Constantine was no longer in a hurry.

This place is where the Tree of Life is located, and it is the place where heaven and hell are intersecting. This is the channel connecting the three worlds. When you come here, no one can escape or escape.

In front of the mountain, the aura that Nan Ao finally appeared. These guys didn't seem to think about hiding it. The momentum in their bodies was almost as fierce as burning flames.

At this time, standing on the hillside in front of Nanao and others, these guys looked at Nanao and the other two condescendingly.

"The so-called messengers of the Nordics."

Constantine frowned slightly and said casually.

Nordic and Nanao's heart moved, Vikings, Berserkers, and Odin's myths, from orphans to thieves in his previous life, he didn't know much about myths and things. It was a blessing to be able to eat enough in the orphanage when he was a child, but later he left the orphanage and was lucky to be able to support himself.

When I met his master, Nan Ao was trapped in the endless road of unlocking and stealing. The only memories of stories and film and television in his mind were after becoming famous. Occasionally, I had time to watch movies.

"Some idiots think they have the blood of gods and think they have almost invincible power, but they are always used by people."

Constantine cursed unhappily.

"However, these people are indeed very strong in combat. Their physical fitness has almost reached the limit of human beings. With a little practice, they can break through the limit of human beings."

Blade Feng spoke faintly on one side. When he spoke, Blade Feng's face showed a look of eagerness to try. Obviously, this guy was a little itchy.

However, I think so, isn’t the so-called physical fitness just about muscles? The blade itself is a typical example of fighting with muscles. When you encounter the same opponent, you will naturally be eager to try it out.

"I'll do it."

However, Nan Ao reached out to stop the blade again. After a while, he felt countless auras surrounding him. Obviously, when he arrived here, he was about to approach the tree of life, and anyone wanted to destroy some people first.

On the hillside, several men of typical white bloodline who looked like this were standing there, and the eyes of several people were proudly looking down.

"These guys offended the Son of God. If we take action, we can sell it to the Son of God and show our strength."

When a man spoke proudly, Nan Ao made no mistake. These guys are indeed descendants of the Vikings, not the Vikings of Germany, now Germany, but the real Berserker Vikings.

When they are crazy, the Viking berserkers who can burst out with power that makes the gods fear. After tearing the bear Gang with bare hands, they will wrap a piece of cloth around their wrists. When they pull off the cloth, they will fall into the madness of no one and selflessness, and burst out with violent power that is enough to kill the gods.

"Ahan, go and kill four of them."

The man who was ahead reached out and pointed his hand below. His muscular tangled arm was wrapped with a cloth that looked like a kind of beast's skin. As he pointed, a man with the same muscular tangled rushed out from behind him and roared towards Nan'ao and others.

Every step this man stepped on the ground would cause a slight shock to the ground, just like a human being rushing down at this moment, but a tyrannosaurus.

However, at this time, anyone could see that this guy had not transformed. He was just in an ordinary state and was not the legendary berserker.

Nan Ao stopped the blade, but his figure rushed out.

Since I came to this world, it was the first time that Nanao saw these truly legendary forces, berserkers, and what interesting powers.

The heart that originally wanted to be a playboy was suddenly awakened, just like a child who only likes to eat snacks suddenly discovered an interesting game. So eating is no longer the only hobby, so you have to play it.

The body was relaxed completely, and the power of Superman was blessed to the extreme. Nan Ao finally collided with the man who rushed down. At this moment, whether it was Constantine and everyone around who were following here could hear a dull sound, a hard-to-described sound, just like staying in the basement and hearing the sound of thunder.

It is dull, but without any doubt on the powerful power and horror contained in it.

After this sound, something surprising happened. The Nordic man who rushed down suddenly flew into the air. The two people seemed to be disproportionately colliding. The one who was knocked away looked like a Nordic man who looked like a big bear.

On the hillside, the man who had assigned his men to go down suddenly looked ugly, and anger flowed through his face. The Vikings were synonymous with bad tempers, and the berserker was even less likely to be a rational existence. At this time, this man was almost angry. If it weren't for the pride of the warrior, he would never have joined forces with others to attack, and I'm afraid he would have been unable to resist rushing down.

"Ahan seems to have not fought for too long and has forgotten how to use his power."

A Nordic man behind the leader couldn't help but roaring indignation. As he roared, more Nordic men began to roar.

Gradually, all the roars merged together and turned into continuous roars, with a mysterious rhythm and rhythm, which suddenly gave people the feeling of the drums of war against each other in ancient times.

Below, Yahan, who was knocked away, suddenly roared to the sky, and a halo spread out from his body. This man, who was already like a big bear, suddenly surged again, and looked like a giant.

This is more fucking than Hulk's Cowhide.

Nan Ao's mouth showed a sneer, but he waved to Yahan casually, then pointed at the Nordic warrior leader on the hillside and gave a downward thumb.

"Damn bastard, bastard, I'm going to kill him and tear him apart with my own hands to let him know how stupid it is to irritate a warrior."

On the hillside, the Nordic soldier leader roared angrily, but suddenly, he yelled at the Akhan below.

"Yakhan, let go, this opponent belongs to me."

The leader of the Nordic warrior had already taken steps and rushed downwards, but before he could start, Nan Ao had suddenly rushed towards Yahan quickly.

It seemed that lightning flashed, and Nan Ao had already appeared in front of Yahan. Suddenly, a punch hit Yahan's side face. The punch was extremely fast, but Yahan had no chance to react.

Nan'an's seemingly small fist hit Zhong Yahan's side face, just like the light and shadow effect in the movie. Yahan's head flew to the side, and the muscles on his face fluctuated like water marks.

Before Yahan's head could be completely ferried out, Nan Ao's other fist followed and punched Yahan's other face. Then, his fists, which seemed like a storm, were blew hard on the left and right.

"Die."

In an instant, Nan Ao didn't know how many punches he smashed. Finally, as if he was tired of the blow, Nan Ao roared, his body leaned back slightly, but his right leg ejected from the middle of him and Yahan, and kicked Yahan hard on the chin.

His body, which was more than three meters tall, was kicked out of the sky, and a blood arrow was spurted out from Yahan's head. Anyone could see that Nan'ao's strength directly penetrated Yahan's head. Even if this Nordic soldier was really a descendant of a god, he would definitely not be able to survive.

"Whoever gives you the courage, who gives it."

He kicked Yahan to death, but Nanao pointed his hand at the Nordic warrior leader who was rushing towards him with a roar and roared loudly.

This question was extremely strange. Logically speaking, Ya Khan was killed at this time, and it was probably the leader of the Nordic warrior to ask this question. Nan Ao's words seemed to have snatched someone else's lines, or Nan Ao said the wrong words.

However, when this thought came to mind, he saw Nan'ao's crazy face. Suddenly, some smart people had already thought of the meaning of Nanao's dialect. In an instant, these people's eyes looked at Nanao's strange.

Nan Ao did not use the wrong words, nor did he steal anyone's lines. This is Nan Ao's lines. He is indeed despising these Nordic soldiers.
Chapter completed!